Confederate

by JessND

She couldn't help but hope. Hope that he was out there somewhere, unharmed. She knew that she always would, to her dying breath, because it was him. Her life was his and it always would be, through age and death...Through time and change...

4. AUTHORS NOTE

*This story is being postponed for a short period of time due to familial problems arising. Note: This story is POSTPONED not cancelled or abandoned*

Hello everyone, it saddens me immensely to have to do this but I have recently lost someone very important to me and will be travelling all the way to Ohio (from Oregon) for nearly three weeks. I will NOT be posting for about a month because my aunt will be needing all the help she can get to plan the funeral (my uncle Ronny died, he was amazing and I hope he rests in peace), taking care of her four kids and just being there for emotional support, this has been really difficult for her especially since my dad (her brother) is commissioned in Iraq and won't be able to make it to the funeral. I hope that you all understand.

Giselle